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You have decided to find the local lord- the village headman. He's impressive- big, with huge horns, and both armed and armored. You can see these people prefer large, heavy weapons like axes for their cultural weapons- it makes sense. Jaaxtians have always had a knife culture, the knife is the simple for a Jaaxtian noble duelist and the Jaaxtian warrior because anything longer or heavier is not well suited to climbing through trees.
His armor- metal splits woven into a protective jacket. Very simple- this could be a simple advancement of an all wooden version for a primitive culture like this. As the warrior class becomes more prominent in a culture, armor becomes more elaborate and better as it strives to protect its warriors. Weapons are cheap to make, it is armor that shows a culture's development before your advanced technological benchmarks.
<span class="mu-g">”Halt! I am the headman! Who is this foreigner to question my authority?”</span>
The other Vetuckers are looking nervous. Nobody has ever questioned this man before. He suddenly reminds you very much of Agori.
<span class="mu-b">”I intend to make you into my vassal. You will remain as the leader of these people, while you serve me as your highest power.”</span> You say, confidently.
<span class="mu-g">”No power is greater then God.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">”Hmmph. You claim powers to your divine- but has this God of yours ever performed a miracle? Have your priests ever displayed this power? Have any of your priests managed to do... this!”</span>
Drawing back your robe and levitating up into the air with your levitron. The others lean back in surprise and a bit of fear, but also awe. But the way this headman looks at you- it's not as you expect! You realize that his large size and position should probably means he has better nutrition and living conditions; he's a lot smarter then these other bumpkins.
<span class="mu-g">”...Birds can fly, so can insects, and even some seeds when they catch the wind. The oldest priest has also made a construction of string and paper that can fly too- a “kite”. While I don't know how it might work- you could just have “wings” we don't understand. Nothing about a wing is divine.”</span>
Hmph. He's a clever one. Of course, this bumpkin doesn't know your pedigree. You are Eoba Garastra- the legendary duelist! Every leader of the Hegemony knows a knife better then this fool knows his axe- and you're the best among all of them!
<span class="mu-b">”...Well, if you will not submit willingly, perhaps I could duel you instead. Though I have to warn you, it wouldn't end well for you.”</span>
